It's a crazy world,
Running in circle.
People praise god,
They commit crime.
With sinister eyes,
Priest becomes divine.
The worker earns wrath,
The boss earns praise.
Soon the land will be up,
The sky will be down.
Crown owner will stay rich,
The toiling citizen would drown.
People live in clean homes,
Outside the filth rots true.
Friends make one red,
Yet we harp about feeling blue.
Two feelings never match,
Two folks never have a bash.
Crowd in mind and feet in shoe,
We drown in the mud stuck with glue.

Tags: Craziness, Contradiction

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